Transmigrating to the 60s: I Have a Capital Hukou

Jian Shu obtained a spatial dimension. Having read countless novels, she immediately hoarded supplies, preparing for transmigration or the apocalypse.

A few years later, Jian Shu had already ...

Chapter 784 Hundred Days

After Gu Mingjing left, Jianshu found several more baskets and put some fish and shrimp in each one, preparing to send them back to Sheng Zhiye and other close relatives.

Baskets and dustpans are what you need at home. Every year at the big market, there are many vendors selling hand-woven products. They are not only sturdy and durable, but can also be customized. You can decide the size and pattern yourself.

I've been replacing a lot of things on Jianshu over the past two years, and I've thrown a lot of stuff away in my space. Last year, I even bought a few large rattan and straw mats. I plan to wait until the weather gets warmer and put them on the floor for the kids to crawl on and play on. They're more spacious than a bed and a lot cleaner than the floor.

Wei Zhou brought a lot of seafood, filling several baskets. The pile of seafood on the ground was missing the top layer. He would share some with Zhao Mingze and his family later. The rest would be enough to last for a while.

Although Jianshu loves seafood, she is not picky about food and has no reluctance to eat it.

When Jian Yucheng arrived, he noticed several baskets nearby were piled high with things. He glanced at them and then looked away. "Have you divided up everything?"

Jian Shu stood up and clapped his hands. "Well, Uncle Zhao and the others can pick out the things they like and bring them back when they leave."

"I'll move the rest out and put them in a jar to freeze. Pick out the ones you want to eat first. After you finish these, Dad will make them for you." Jian Yucheng said with a smile.

"I know. Dad, you should bring some back when you go back. I've seen that what Uncle Wei sent is all good stuff, much better quality than what we bought ourselves. Look at these shrimps, each one is as long as my palm, and these big fat fish are much better than what we bought last time. You can take some back to eat."

Jian Yucheng looked at the pile of large prawns in the box and said with emotion, "If transportation could be more convenient, the people living by the sea would also benefit."

Shrimp this size are not cheap to ship to inland provinces. Unfortunately, the transportation cost is too high, and the seafood is prone to spoilage. It is a pity that inland people cannot eat them and coastal people cannot finish them.

Jianshu secretly gave her father a thumbs-up. That's right, seafood will be very expensive in the future, and coastal areas will benefit from it.

"Why are you two hiding behind? It's really outrageous to abandon us guests and leave us alone!" Wei Zhou suddenly rushed out and jumped onto Jian Yucheng's back, his arms tightly strangling his neck.

Jian Yucheng slapped his backhand, making a crisp "pa" sound.

"Hurry down and come down. It's a good thing you're here. Come with me and move all these things out to freeze them. The temperature in the house is still a little high."

"You asked me to work right away. I wouldn't have come if I had known." Wei Zhou said this, but his actions were very honest. He picked up the box and walked out. Seeing that Jian Yucheng didn't move, he turned back and urged, "Hurry up and lead the way. Where are all these things? Hurry up and finish moving them and play chess. Old Gu killed all of us without leaving a single piece of armor. You should go and put down his prestige!"

Jian Yucheng: That’s what he said. It turns out that those who come to ask for help when they can’t win the battle are useless.

"Here you are. Just put the stuff in the vat. See that vat in the corner?"

Jianshu covered his mouth and smiled secretly as he watched the two brothers playing with each other. He sharpened the kitchen knife and prepared to start working.

The time for the Hundred Days Banquet soon arrived.

Jianshu woke up early in the morning and glanced at little Gu Yiyi in the cradle next to her. She was sleeping soundly with her little fist against her mouth, and the noise outside did not wake her up at all.

"Little lazy pig, today is a big day, at least give me some face and stop sleeping all the time."

A small flowered jacket was draped on the railing next to the crib. It was a new outfit prepared especially for today. Next to it were matching tiger-head shoes and a small flowered hat, all prepared by Meng Ying and the others.

Jianshu didn't even know that she was surprised when a few people suddenly took out this dress yesterday, and then she was touched. It was really thoughtful of them.

The mother and daughter lay on the bed for a while, until little Gu Yiyi opened her eyes in a daze and struggled to look around, then Jianshu came over, picked her up and kissed her.

"Little lazy pig, get up! Grandpa and grandpa must be really eager to see you!"

"Aiya——" Little Gu Yiyi didn't understand what her mother was saying with her mouth opening and closing. She just thought it was fun. She clapped her hands happily and then reached out to pick her mouth, but Jianshu, who was prepared, dodged it.

"You little rascal, how dare you pick your mother's mouth?" Jian Shu frowned and gently patted her little hand, making a gesture of punishment.

Little Gu Yiyi first looked down at his beaten little hands, then looked up at Jianshu's serious expression. His little mouth pursed, and he began to sob, "Wuwu——"

The tears instantly gathered into a ball and fell down in big drops, looking extremely pitiful.

But Jian Shu showed no mercy at all. She said coldly, "Didn't Mom tell you before that you can't pick Mom's mouth casually? If you don't behave, you have to accept the punishment. Don't think that crying will solve the problem. Mom hasn't even cried yet!"

Don't say that children are ignorant. Children also read people's expressions. If adults smile at them every day, they will be much more unruly, and vice versa.

To describe it in one word, it is bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Little Gu Yiyi is showing signs of this right now. For some reason, these past few days, she's fallen in love with the game of touching her face and picking her nose. Touching her face is fine, but picking her nose, mouth, or eyes is truly dangerous. Children don't know the limits of seriousness, and can easily get hurt if they're not careful.

Jianshu had taught her a lesson several times, but everyone else let her do it, gradually building up her courage.

She was helpless and could only be strict with herself, at least to let her know that there are things she can do and things she cannot do.

"Wow--" Little Gu Yiyi didn't listen and continued crying.

Jianshu didn't care. When she got tired of crying, she would naturally stop. This little girl was very smart. She never did anything that was thankless. Every time she cried, she wanted to achieve a certain goal.

She had to let her know that this trick didn't work all the time.

The mother and daughter were in a stalemate for a while, one lying and the other sitting on the bed. In the end, Jianshu won because of her understanding of her own daughter.

Seeing that crying was useless, little Gu Yiyi's sobbing gradually died down.

She reached out to Jianshu with a wronged look on her face, "Ahhh——"

His eyes were wet, like the forest after the rain, clean and refreshed. He looked so pitiful.

Jianshu's heart softened. This little girl always relied on her cuteness to commit crimes. No wonder others could never bear to be cruel to her.

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